haiku-ing away over here

my family lives far

really it's me that lives far

they are over there

. . . [5/28/23]

. . .

sunday morning calm

no machines going today

no yet anyway.

. . . [5/28/23]

. . .

i think they don't know

that they could do it better

or maybe it's me

. . . [5/28/23]

. . .

we could all just leave

the place is really not good

or is it just me.

. . . [5/28/23]

. . .

it's not just me, see

many have quit before me

i am just still here

. . . [5/28/23]

. . .

why are you waiting

why don't you just move your ass

you want to hurt more?

. . . [5/28/23]

. . .

a renter says "cute"

a home owner says "oh-shit"

birds in the bathroom

. . . [5/28/23]

. . .

the waves coming in

the birds are flying over

this is the best place

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

slow motion surfer

he's coming in over there

going back out now

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

we let it all out

we are trying to, that is

just picking our spots

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

what stays in festers

we could let it all out here

that would be better

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

i wrote about you

you're not real, just an idea

i'm glad you're not here

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

half a year gone by

i can hardly believe it

twenty twenty three

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

listen to the sound

there is so much water there

and then the offing

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

i think i live well

i do get overwhelmed though

i swear i'm trying

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

writing's in our bones

it's in there so very deep

it wants to come out

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

the rocks are here now

some weeks ago jelly fish

where did they all go

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

i wanted to walk

i wanted to in water

he brought me right here

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

it's a little cold

but i still love it so much

this place is so good

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

boats on the water

more and more as time goes on

it's not even warm

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

we bring some food here

so we can sit for hours

and so then we do

. . . [5/29/23]

. . .

i sit here to breathe

i'm anxious about my job -

so i just sit here

. . . [5/30/23]

. . .

i make art to be

we call it art to name it

it is our being

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

what is happening

am i just losing it all

or just holding on

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

the leaves are all green

and the birds are all chirping

the last day of may

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

june will look the same

but it will in fact be june

half the year gone now

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

consider yourself

youself alive and floating

everything floating

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

what are your dreams, hmm?

they don't really matter here.

is that just made up?

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

they will help us through

help us through this place, this life

lies we tell ourselves

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

what am i here for

"nothing," i heard me to me

but i keep going

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

there's no real "for" here

we make it up as we go

a "for" can just help

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

and some say a "why"

it's that thing inside of us

why we push in life

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

and so we wonder

instead of listening to self

until we've had it

. . . [5/31/23]

. . .

that was the end of may. may of the year two thousand and twenty three. and that still sounds like science fiction to me. strange how we adapt to so much so easily, but some stuff we don't quite - i don't get used to (bored of) looking out at the ocean. and i still am a bit shocked that it's not the [19] 90s anymore. and i know it's not just me. but still there are not flying cars. or maybe there are.

thanks for reading! -- kory